Carter puffs his cheek, bouncing on his heels as he mulls over that.
"Yeah, I guess. If my friend let some old pal push me in a pool? Dragged me out there without warning? Almost letting me drown? I'm sorry, I'd be out, definitely. If that's not a reason for leaving, I don't know what is."
There's a pause and he purses his lips and his shoulders come up, then drop before he glances over.
"But they didn't, did they."
Which Carter can't begin to understand. He's had friends with questionable choices but murder has never been among them and he can't in all honesty say that it wouldn't be a massive dealbreaker to him. He sees violence every day in the ER but he's never accepted it as part of his life.
"Shouldn't you be more concerned with what happened to them than what you did in the past? You did something awful to them and yet they're still here. Wanting to stick around. Getting pretty upset when you die, let me tell you."
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Carter puffs his cheek, bouncing on his heels as he mulls over that.
"Yeah, I guess. If my friend let some old pal push me in a pool? Dragged me out there without warning? Almost letting me drown? I'm sorry, I'd be out, definitely. If that's not a reason for leaving, I don't know what is."
There's a pause and he purses his lips and his shoulders come up, then drop before he glances over.
"But they didn't, did they."
Which Carter can't begin to understand. He's had friends with questionable choices but murder has never been among them and he can't in all honesty say that it wouldn't be a massive dealbreaker to him. He sees violence every day in the ER but he's never accepted it as part of his life.
"Shouldn't you be more concerned with what happened to them than what you did in the past? You did something awful to them and yet they're still here. Wanting to stick around. Getting pretty upset when you die, let me tell you."
His arms rise, fall.
"I mean, what else do you need?"